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Offensive?

It's time get on the fucking offensive and instead of letting this apathy destroy me, i need to start calling people and dealing with the sad realities of my life and changing them, why would i sit around and wait for shit to happen when i can instead make changes happen? it's time for me to be the big bad, intimidating bad guy i know i can be... after all there is no satisfaction in being named the villain unless you actually can act like the villain, of course I'm going to do it smart and be ruthless but not mean about it, I'm not 12 years anymore, time to let the maturity level come in to play, I'm not an angry kid anymore, i am a man fighting to clear my name, and fighting for my son... you can't destroy someone who is innocent but you and the fucking government sure can try, of course i know the blackness that dwells within my soul pales in comparison to the deep black wounds you inflict with the utter blackness of your soul, there is a reason everyone hates the fucking government.... of course when you try and use them to gain a tactical advantage it will soon be revealed in court, and then all your fucking lies will unravel, and next your delicate house of cards to eliminate me from the picture will end, and i will see vindication, but for now it's just time to defend myself and protect him, and the best way to do that is to get offensive.

Current Mood: Determined.
Be patient and tough; some day this pain will be useful to you.

I wear my scars proudly. They represent the battles through which I have gone, and I am proud because those battles I have won.

Life is 10% what happens to you, and 90% how you respond to it.

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